Adriens eyes widened as he looked at Marinettes on the ground, Skye's first red and bruised while Marinettes nose began to drip blood. He quickly looked away as he heard Skye shouting at Marinette. He watched from the mirror on Marinettes open locker door how she stood up, grabbed a tissue from her purse, rolled it and placed it in her bleeding nostril as if nothing had happened. Marinette walked up to Skye, hands on her hips as her phone buzzed in her bag. She pulled it out, answering the call and a voice booming through the silent hallway.

"Marinette! Dudette! Who punched you? We're on out way." His voice was smooth but terrifying.

"W-We?" Skye muttered.

"We?" Marinette repeated.

"Me and the girls."

"Oh, well turn around I got this." Marinettes voice was calm, too calm for somethings like this.

"Marinette," she hummed, not looking away from Skye's eyes as they began to shrink. "Don't send them to the Hospital." Skye gulped as Marinette put her phone away, soon punching Skye square in the nose sending her back and into her friends arms, completely taken back. Marinette smiled at her.

"Don't mess with a girl from the city," Marinette smiled unsettlingly. "We know how to fend for ourselves." Marinette flicked her hair over her shoulder as she closed her locker and walked into the classroom, Mr.Lee grabbing Skye's arm and dragging her to the principals office.

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Adrien looked at Marinette as she sat in the help area, him going for the nurse being so close to throwing up after the fight. "Why're you here?" Marinette asked as he crashed two seats away from her.

"I feel like I'm going to puke."

"Did you look in a mirror?" Adrien rolled his eyes.

"I hate seeing blood, makes me sick," he shrugged his shoulders as Marinette fixed her lipgloss. "How can you be so involved with your looks?"

"Beauty is hard work."

"Not if you don't try," Adrien sat up, moving closer to Marinette. "I dare you not to wear makeup tomorrow."

"If I'm not expelled." Marinette put the tube away, pulling out a small compact mirror and reapplying a small amount of blush.

"If anything you'll get suspended for a day," Adrien laughed. "Skye's started a lot of fights so you have a good chance of pleading for self defense."

"Really?"

He nodded. "So if you don't plead guilty or only get suspension you can't wear makeup for a day." Adrien smiled and she shook his outward hand.

Marinette laughed as Mrs.Latium looked at Marinette motioning her to come in. "Wish me luck."

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Marinette emerged from the office, joining Adrien in the hall as he walked back. "I'm not doing any time." Marinette smiled and he laughed.

"How'd you manage that?" Adrien laughed.

"It was my first offense and since I'm new 'have no idea what the rules are'," Marinette laughed, the bell ringing against their ears. "And it looks like you have PE."

"And you don't do anything." Adrien laughed.

"Actually she just placed me in Art."

"So, you're doing nothing," Adrien laughed as they walked down the stairs. "Ms.Jones does nothing but criticize your art style and yell about her divorce."

"Sounds like my art teacher at my old school," Marinette giggled. "Later Kitten." Marinette walked down the hall to the Art Room, biting her lip as she entered only to be met with the evil eyes of Skye's minions.

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Marinette sat at the back table, a video on illusions playing on the projector while kids talked loudly, their teacher passed out on her desk as Marinette drew on a piece of scratch paper. "H-Hi," Marinette looked up at Jubilee as she softly smiled. "Can I sit with you?"

Marinette shook her head, looking down and continuing to draw. "You need to take more control. Don't ask, just take."

"That's rude."

"Not it you're getting what you want," Marinette looked up at her. "Your face and body type don't match your personality and I can tell that you're annoyed by everything. Use it." She continued drawing until the bell, standing up and heading to her locker to find the familiar people she longed to see leaning against her locker.